Under New Management (Patreon)

(Contains Macro, size play, lots of bunny TF, weight gain, and breast growth)

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It could be argued that pizza was one of the most amazing inventions mankind could make. Almost as a sharp contrast, the job of delivering pizzas was absolute hell. Guys in suits somewhere get to think their decisions matter while minions risk car accidents and muggings for less than minimum wage. Always nice to know whether or not rent would be made this month depended highly on the generosity of a stranger.

So, of course, Stephanie returned to her car angered at not having received a tip. Only thing worse than being a delivery driver was being a female delivery driver. Damn creep that answered had his eyes on the young blonde the whole time they exchanged goods. Requests to step inside for beers and Xbox were declined in her usual snarky fashion, which probably explained her lack of compensation.

A few angry curses were uttered before the young woman turned the keys to get her car back on the road. Thankfully this was her last drop off for the run. She could at least return to the pizzeria for a small break. Not that her anger could wait that long. The first stoplight was an opportunity for a few quick angry tweets. It was the year twenty-freakin-twenty. People should be trying to hook up on dating apps, not the college girl bringing their damn food.

HOOONK!!

Apparently, her texting speed was grossly underestimated as the line of vehicles reminded Stephanie the light was now green. The phone flew from her hands to make a grab for the wheel. A little too much gas was applied in her panic, causing tires to squeal in a sharp right turn.

THUNK!!

"YEEK!" Stephanie squealed as an abrupt stop sent her flying forward into her seatbelt, followed by airbags punching her back against the headrest. By some miracle the collision did not break her neck but did leave the dashboard spinning out of focus. "Son of a dog's...who parks on a corner?!"

Tearing the bag off her wheel, Stephanie's anger simmered into mild confusion. Through the cracked windshield, she could see some sort of van rested across a lane and a half of roads. Its entire frame was covered in a mesh of thick fur, pink along the top and white across its bottom. And it was a complete cover blanket; no sign of windows, tires, or anything on the frame. The surreal presence of such an obstacle did not stop two other cars from driving around Stephanie's wreck. Of course, no one could be arsed to check on her condition. If anything, they seemed to floor their gas to get around the pink wall.

"What the fuck is your problem!?" Stephanie shouted once she got the driver's door open. A hard yank between her boobs reminded her to remove the seat belt before leaping out. Ignoring the honk of another panicked car, she stomped around the front of this pink vehicle planning to, metaphorically, rip the drivers head off.

Except there was no driver or a hood for that matter. With every second Stephanie stared down this object, the more likely it seemed this was not a car at all. Attached to its sloping end were four rounded objects of almost equal size, each coming up to the stunned woman's chest. Projecting out their fronts were some shining white ornaments that tapered near the ground into a sharp point.

"Ah!" Stephanie jumped back when the objects suddenly shifted, giving her a glimpse of what looked like brown rubber pads attached to their bottoms. There was a loud crunching of metal as the whole mass disconnected from her car to settle a few feet away. Most of the bumper and hood were compacted inwards, though the furry foot seemed unharmed.

Wait, foot? Stephanie watched the thing settle, apparently more comfortable without chrome wedged into it. From this new perspective, it was impossible to deny she might be staring at a foot equal to the size of her car. The rounded bean bags at the end wiggled back at her, claws clicking onto the pavement in a rhythmic echo. Maybe paw might have been a better term for it.

"See something you like, firecracker?"

The sound of a booming voice overhead dropped a brick in Stephanie's stomach. It only stood to reason if she was looking at an impossibly giant foot-paw that there was somebody attached to it. Craning her neck back, she was greeted with a casual wave from what had to be the tallest woman alive.

Well, a half-human woman seemed more accurate. She hunched over Stephanie slightly taller than the McDonald's building behind her, every inch covered from paw to long erect ears in pink fur with snowy white markings. Her blunt muzzle shook a bushel of whiskers curiously analyzing this tiny human, clearly supporting the visage of a bunny. There was even a stubby fluff of tail wagging on top of her naked behind.

A very wide behind even by the proportions of her towering height. Not that Stephanie would dare admit she was in awe of this fuzzy giant's corpulence more than her presence. Thick layers of love handles sagged from her waist atop hips that jiggled with every step. A white-furred belly jutted out as a soft mountain serving as a shelf for a pair of breasts that could probably flatten the human's car if desired.

Stephanie did not even notice she was ogling until the bunny frowned and gave a polite cough. The sound was like thunder at this range, making her jump back to reality.

"Like? Hell no! Why the fuck you standing in the middle of the street?!"

Yeah, Stephanie was challenging someone that could step on her like a bug, but she had already had a bad enough day. Knowing her luck, this was some sort of delusion caused by the crash, and she was addressing a parade float. The fact the bunny woman smirked as if amused by this rudeness dashed such hopes.

"Excuse me, miss? The crossing light was clearly on before I started walking. You're the one that peeled around like your cute little butt was on fire. Want me to kiss it better?"

"I…" Stephanie stammered under the giant's grin. Being teased by a fat pink bunny was not a situation she knew how to handle.

"Maybe you can kiss my foot in exchange?" Loud clicking brought Stephanie's attention back to the giant paw only yards away. It had lifted off the road again to hover dangerously close to the human's chest, toes raised to better show off their padding underneath. "That junk heap of yours really dinged me up bad."

"Junkheap!" Having a giant paw bigger than oneself might be effectively intimidating. However, Stephanie quickly forgot about that taking a glance at the crushed front of her car. "Listen, you overgrown cow in rabbit clothes, that is a premium Honda! I have been busting my ass, delivering pizzas to people somehow more obese than you trying to pay that off. You think you can just lumber into my way like that and just joke it-OOF!"

"Yeah...that's enough of that." The rabbit rolled her eyes as the brunt of her paw came down upon Stephanie's face. The human had no chance to even cry out, forced into a painful landing on her back where the entire sole engulfed her. Wild thrashing did nothing to dislodge her from the plush pads. They were firm and squishy like blocks of foam. "You can call me Shammy, by the way. Let me know when you need to come up for breath."

The words could barely reach Stephanie with so much spongy flesh squishing onto her face and chest. All the extra fluff of Shammy's foot would have almost been a dream if not for the sharp rocky road scraping against her butt. Somehow she managed to pull her hands free, tapping frantically against a toe.

Shammy responded with a snort, grinding her foot just a little harder into Stephanie before lifting it off the flailing woman. Humans always like to be overdramatic when they get repaid for their insults. The constant staggering and trying to roll onto her feet made the little blonde look almost pathetic over a playful foot press. At least the bunny had not followed her first impulse to turn around and sit on them. Not that it would have changed her plans for the real payoff.

"You…you bitch!" Stephanie eventually recovered enough to balance on quivering knees. After a few deep breaths, she even managed to get back that infuriating look of defiance. It just made her adorable with a dirty shirt and wildly messed up hair. Ignoring amused giggles from Shammy, the woman pointed at the bunny's grinning face accusingly. "Are you trying to murder me now? I don't care if you're some lost troll or ogre. I'm going to see you sued, or send Godzilla on...your...what the?"

"There's no need for name-calling, hun. Although it does make me feel better about this."

"This is…" Stephanie lost interest in the towering pink bunny for a moment, finding the layer of equally pink hairs growing out of her outstretched hand more alarming. She slowly turned it over, watching thick pads rise out of her palm and fingertips. Nails lost their expansive glitter polish to become blunt black claws. Looking to her other hand saw the same transformation occurring across its increasingly paw-like digits. "What the fuck is this?"

"You were getting a bit rude, so I thought we could be better friends," Sammy explained in a manner that answered no questions. The big bunny sunk into a squat to better watch her victim's progressing changes.

"Aw fuck!" Stephanie squealed, pulling back the sleeves of her work shirt. Pink fur crept up the length of her arms at an alarming rate. Another loud curse escaped her lips, watching her arms themselves thicken out. Fat bubbled up under the fluffy skin tearing the cheap cotton wrapped around them. "Hnngggh! S-stop this. Please?"

"Sorry, can't stop an infection once I make contact." It was pretty clear Shammy was anything but sorry for putting down some paw squishing. Her fluffy tail only wagged faster, regarding Stephanie's face gain an elegant mat of pink fur. Ears stretched out towards the top of her head nearly a foot longer. "Normally, I'm not one to run around transforming random humans, but since SOMEONE rammed their car into my heel…"

A hard cramp behind Stephanie's nose prevented her from further begging. Her jaw dropped in a silent cry as her whole face pushed forward. Once cute button nostrils upturned at the end of an exceptionally furry muzzle, her front teeth growing extensively pronounced. They made a soft clicking noise when she did regain enough control to close a freshly bunnified face.

"W-what are you doing to me!? Fuck fuck, fuuuuck!" Stephanie felt along her snout, wincing at delicate whiskers. Pawed hands recoiled when her delicately smooth cheeks suddenly bulged back against them. Everything about her face gained ample chub that cascaded into her neck in the makings of a double chin.

It was like a waterfall of fat washed down Stephanie's body from there. Shoulders surged wider as her work shirt stretched even further out around inflating tits and middle. She fumbled through the taut fabric, ripping the clasp from her straining bra.

SHRRRTTT!!

The cheap pizzeria logo was rent asunder from the changing woman's breasts. Fatty mounds flopped out in their new freedom easily large as bowling balls, yet paled compared to the round sphere of her stomach. Creamy fur coated all three areas, only serving to advertise the bright pinkness of her enlarged nipples.

Shammy was a bit surprised her new friend's pants put up a bit more of a fight. She could see as Stephanie shuffle around, groping her love handles in a panic as the woman's hips and ass were getting progressively wider. Before long, a pair of pink glutes were bulging over the back hem. The crack between them grew delectably deeper as they bloated faster than bread rolls. It only looked better when a tuft of dense hairs formed at the nock where her spine ended, fluffing out into an official tail.

A hefty sag brought on by Stephanie's gut popped both button and zipper off the front. She tried to tug the pants back up, but the slim waistband could only dream of getting over her rounded hips anymore.

KRRTTCH!

It no longer mattered when her pink bubble butt exploded out the back. Seams tore and split down each leg under pressure of blimping legs. Stephanie whipped her head back and forth, getting smacked with her own ears in the process. Any hope of help was vanishing quicker than her slim shape. What few cars passed only seemed interested in getting as far away from this spectacle as possible.

With a final tearing, Stephanie gasped, feeling the pressure in her pants release. She slowly lifted her hands, eyeing the torn halves of denim with the crushing realization she was now naked and considerably less human. At least two-hundred pounds of additional fat bloated out her body coated in soft sensitive fur. The gentle breeze of traffic tickled over her more sensitive areas, forcing her to resist the urge to start petting herself.

SCHUTT!

"Yeek!" Stephanie staggered back unprepared for giant bunny paws to burst out the front of her sneakers. Scraps of her pants flew from her hands in their waving to keep balance. Luckily Shammy's own giant extremity came down to catch her chubby rear in its couch-sized palm pad.

"Careful now! You got a lot more junk in your trunk to haul around."

There were not enough swear words in Stephanie's vocabulary to express how she felt about being made into a round butterball of a bunny girl. Even in comparison to Shammy, if measured by proportion to relative size, she was definitely chunkier than the giant. A point she planned to make perfectly clear when she sneered up into those cheerful eyes.

"Uuugghhh?" Stephanie's mouth opened only to drop in a slack hang. It was like a stray spark had jolted through her mind, completely scrambling her thoughts. A glazed look overcame her eyes that no amount of head-shaking could help clear. She swallowed and tried to speak again, unable to grab onto a thought.

She was supposed to be angry, but why was she angry? Because of what Shammy did to her car? No, that was totally her fault. It could not have been because of the foot snuggles, Stephanie loved those the best...did she?

"Hey, you okay?" Shammy asked with a knowing smile. The fingers of her enormous hand shifted ever so slightly rubbing pads along Stephanie's fat furry bottom. One, in particular, brushed along the folds between her thighs, eliciting the most adorable of moans.

"O-oh, yes, ma'am!" Stephanie nodded vigorously, adopting a toothy grin of her own. She bounced off the big bunny's hand dancing around the street with a grace not previously displayed on her jiggling body. "In fact, I never felt so light and energized. Just like those silly battery commercials, right?"

Stephanie gave a bubbly giggle that Shammy could not help but replicate. Now, this was a much nicer look and mannerism for the previously grumpy human. Even with something as horrible as delivering pizzas, it would not kill the tiny creatures to show a bit more professionalism after a head-on collision.

BRRRRPPPLLE!

Shammy's now free paw-hand moved up to stroke her tummy bulge. Eyes darted over to the dinged-up car ignoring a quizzical look from Stephanie. On the subject of pizza, the giant bunny was getting pretty hungry and was sad to see no signs of undelivered pies in the seats. Suddenly another idea caused her ears to perk, slowly turning to address her newest creation.

"I'm sorry cutie, I don't think I ever got your name?"

"Oh!? My goodness, I'm Stephanie, Ms. Shammy." The smaller, plumper bunny gave a bow as if curtsying with an invisible dress.

"Just Shammy is fine, hot buns. Listen, are you still on duty?"

Stephanie's eyes went wide as if remembering something from a lifetime ago. Some of the polite cheerfulness melted under the return of her old crass self. "Ah, fuck! You're right! This whole wreck is going to get me in so much trouble with Ryder. Fuck!"

"Is Ryder your boss?" Stephanie gave a sheepish nod. Shammy's smile grew wider as she reached out to offer a flat hand before her fellow bunny. "Well, I think I should have a word with him about your service anyway. We can pick up a bit of lunch on the way."

"Are...are you going to complain about me?" Stephanie shifted her massive weight between paw-feet, giving her butt an unintended shake. "I still gotta pay for that."

Shammy looked back to the car and shrugged. "Of course not, sweetie. You're just a cute little pet trying to do her job. We'll get things squared away and your car fixed, no problem. I promise."

That seemed to satisfy Stephanie as she timidly climbed into Shammy's waiting palm. Shammy carefully closed a grip around her thick passenger before rising to her full twelve-foot height. God, she loved how soft Stephanie felt squished against her fingers. Ignoring the former human's car, they began strolling casually down the sidewalk making pedestrians dive to avoid contact with infectious pink paws. Every now and then, Stephanie had to pipe up, giving her loving companion directions back to her place of work.

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Ryder hung up the phone beside himself. That had been order number six in the past half hour, with four of them still sitting in the hotbox awaiting delivery. What he would have given for extra bodies around this pizzeria, but of course, the owners have to cut hours. It was a miracle he could keep the handful of regular workers as long as he had. Speaking of which, a glance out the window only fueled his anxiety after seeing they still lacked a very familiar car.

"Where the heck is Steph?" the brown-haired man peeked around the rack of carrying bags that served as his 'office' wall. At least the front end was not filled up like their phone lines. That was somewhat expected for a mid-week afternoon, though. "Shouldn't she have finished those last deliveries twenty minutes ago?"

"You got me!" Tara called back through the kitchen window. The brunette had her head down focused on preparing the three extra-large supremes her boss had just sent over the monitor screen. "Maybe she's caught in traffic."

"On a Tuesday?" Ryder threw his hands up, deciding to busy himself folding some boxes for Tara's upcoming pizzas. It never helped to just stand around when there were angry customers to worry over. "We're going to end up with half the town waiting on their junk by the time she gets back."

"It's not that bad," Haley said, popping her head out from behind the counter. Her longer chestnut hair had been tied back into a ponytail while she restocked the front cooler with bottled drinks. A flash of her tilted smile did nothing to help reassure Ryder.

The manager just grunted as he ripped the plastic wrap off a fresh stack of boxes. Tossing it atop a trash bin forced him to take note of its contents, threatening to overflow the rim. "Haley, can you take the trash out when you're done up there."

"Sure thing, Ryder!" the younger woman practically sang. Such high positive energy was truly appreciated in this low line of work. Granted, Ryder still exchanged a knowing smirk with Tara at how cringy their youngest employee bopped about the floor. There was not even any music playing on the speakers.

Before long, Haley was dancing out the back door with their biggest trash bins in tow. They were a bit heavy thanks to the mild rush they were in, but nothing she could not handle. Co-workers in previous fast-food jobs had long since taught the twenty-year-old the value of dividing garbage between bags. Not to mention the ease of keeping ones nailed trimmed. The last thing she wanted to taste tonight was a bit of old grim stuck under her thumb.

The last bag had just been tossed in when a shadow stretched across the dumpster. Haley paused a second before glancing up. No clouds in the sky, and it was way too deep across the parking lot to be a tree shadow.

"Wow! Are all pizza girls this cute?"

Haley whirled around, startled by the booming overhead voice. She tried to give off a little squeak, but something enormous and pink fell into her face. Warm black lips wrapped around her human ones while a hefty weight pinned her to the metal waste container. Attempts to push her assailant off only caused Haley to grope at soft bushy fur covering spongy layers of fat, especially around their wide hips and smothering breasts. Just when she started to feel her lungs burn for air, the furry person's nose flicked its prickly whiskers against her cheeks and broke their kiss.

"Hey, Haley! Sorry, I took so long. I hope you guys are managing without me."

"What are...you...oh, no freakin way!?" Haley recognized this voice, but could not believe it was coming from the exceptionally pear-shaped bunny humanoid before her. It was only thanks to their blond hair and bright green eyes that sold the notion. "S-Stephanie? No offense, but you look a little...fluffy."

"Oh, thank you!" Stephanie struck a pose sinking knuckles into her hips. Pink love handles bounced with the energetic sway of a fluffy-tailed rear. "You can thank our new friend here. I kind of ran into her and need to call a tow truck later."

"Your new wha-HOLY SHIT!"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Shammy." Pronounced front teeth blinded Haley in a flashy smile. Shammy offered a friendly wave to the stunned little woman. "Love your energy, by the way. It's so hard to be a cashier and stay so adorably friendly."

"Um...t-thank Ms...what?" Haley's squeaks were muffled again. This time by Shammy slowly pressing in her index finger until the paw pad on its fingertip squished over her face like a pillow.

"Boop!" Shammy giggled, pressing the young woman back against the dumpster again. She let the digit linger, loving how Haley racked its fur, trying to push it away, only withdrawing after long pink ears grew out of the human's hair. "That should do it."

"Gyah!" Haley braced against the dumpster gasping for breath. A wave of heat clouded her senses leading into a mild headache. "W-what are you weirdos? This...this can't be real. You...I...mmmhh! W-what's…!?"

An itching brought Haley's hands to her face. Fur brushed against her palms in rapid sprouting across her smooth skin. Before she could question it, the girl's petit nose popped upwards to force her nostrils forward. Clamping down on it did nothing to prevent the entire bridge from extending out several inches into a proper bunny snout. Whiskers slinked out from the dense fuzz of Haley's upper lips. She touched at the sensitive fibers, jaw hanging open so the full bunnies could watch their proteges front teeth enlarge to match her muzzle.

"Hic!?" Haley's body jerked with an involuntary shudder, staggering her in a wave of dizziness. "Wha HIC, what are you HIC doing HIC to HIC me!?"

"Turning you into a bunny. Duh!" Shammy said, unable to mask her amusement. Turning to the chubby Stephanie, she added, "No matter how many times you guys ask that it never stops being funny."

Each successive hiccup filled Haley with a strange sense of vertigo. Her body stretched towards the open sky, untucking her work shirt to expose a midriff already covered in the soft fur of a rabbit.

Progressively reaching a height to dominate basketball pros was not as alarming as the other areas that began filling out. Haley grappled at the seat of her pants but found problems trying to keep her bloating rear inside them. Glutes rose out like pink frosted muffins, only helping push the waistband down. One especially hard squeezed caused a popping that made Haley squeal when a short tail blossomed out of her ass cleavage.

Painful pinching along her shoulders forced Haley to abandon her jean struggles. Her attention migrated under an equally tight shirt, desperately undoing a stubborn bra clasp. It had been apparent to her captive audience that the girl's breasts were inflating into a beautiful pair of soccer balls. They overflowed the average-sized cups outlining them and exposed nipples through the thin fabric.

The pressure was too much to leave any slack in the bra straps. It took Haley a few hard yanks before the bit of hard plastic finally cracked and released from her furry shoulders.

KRRSSHHH!!

Naturally, this also set loose what little the tiny cups were holding back. Haley squealed again, watching her chest rush forward in a small growth spurt that rent the front of her shirt in six different gashes. Bright red beach balls gushed out to apron most of her belly. Haley could only assume it was because of her new size that the weight did not send her face planting into the parking lot. They certainly felt as heavy as sacks of flour, only more pliable.

"Haley? Why are you screaming?" Tara's voice floated out the open back door before the girl herself stepped into view. "What are you doing out...oh!"

Coming out to meet the rounded buttocks of a twelve-foot tall bunny woman had a way of answering one question and raise six others. Shammy rolled onto one side to regard the new arrival with mild annoyance. Before Tara could properly comprehend the pink fluffy doom before her, a pawed hand scooped in to pluck her off the ground by her shirt. The beginnings of a scream were cut off, along with most daylight, as Tara found herself hugged deep between Shammy's mountainous boobs.

"Sit tight, hunny buns. I'm just about done with your co-workers."

FLLOMMPH!

Haley's pants were certainly done at any rate. The continued plumping of her lower body had pushed the denim all the way to her thighs. With nowhere else to slide, its seams began to pop under pressure from her girth. Thick tufts of pink fur bulged through the openings helping to tear them further.

Haley tried reaching to pull her pants off before they were destroyed and gasped. Fur had raced down both her arms, causing them to plump like broiled sausages. Hands shook as she watched the space between her fingers rapidly fill out. Digits fattened into rounded meatballs with plush leathery pads at the end of each tip. She wiggled them testingly in awe until a sharp pinch brought her gaze down past the enormous fluffy rack. Just in time to watch her sneakers explode in an unveiling of long feet paws.

"Why does she get to be the bombshell?" Stephanie said with a pout. Haley had ended up at least eight feet tall with only a bit of a fat bulge around her belly button. It left her with plenty of curves to form an hourglass that bumped and jiggled with her every step. Even her feet looked bigger than the pear-shaped shortstack.

Shammy responded by tussling the blond bunny's hair. "Because I like variety in my minions. So, how you feel, Haley?"

"I...um…" Haley continued staring at her feet, flexing the meaty paws several times. A look of discomfort wrinkled her muzzle, and she proceeded to tear off what remained of her shirt and panties. Having claws certainly made that a bit easier. "Ugh! It feels so...great! I feel wonderful to have my bare fur in the breeze at last. Not sure how well I'm going to dance like this."

"You'll be smoking hot, don't worry," Stephanie said with a grin. "Trust me, I could eat that juicy butt of yours right now."

"Maybe later, girls," Shammy interjected before Haley could speak. Their giant leader sunk into a squat to gently lower a disheveled Tara free of their cleavage prison. "We got one more little recruit to meet."

"Gah, buh, huh?" Tara blinked rapidly, having been engulfed in soft tit fur so long the sunlight was blinding. Already her nose was twitching quickly as her face stretched out into a bunny's physique. Ears sprung up over a foot long only to flop against her back in building distress. "H-hey, what's going…?"

"You're turning into a sexy bunny," Stephanie said while pressing her gut and boobs against Tara's chest.

Tara tried to back away only to find giant airbags squishing against her head. This was, of course, Haley's taller, denser rack preventing escape.

"It's better to just enjoy it." Haley laid her paw-hands on Tara's shoulder. The act was meant to be comforting but only got a bit more struggle out of their prep girl. Getting a bit of inspiration, the taller bunny tugged at Tara's pizzeria shirt. "In fact, let us help you!"

"Good idea!" Stephanie chimed in, using her lower stature to work at the front of Tara's pants. Not that she needed much help as long ears could pick up the familiar pops of hip bones growing.

"Oh, god! Knock it off, you pervs!" Despite her struggling, the changing Tara could not stop her excessively curvy co-workers from stripping her clothes. Claws turned out to be useful in that regard. Pretty soon, their senior member was reduced to just her underwear and sneakers.

The pair of miniature bunnies preceded to hug affectionately against Tara in a furry sandwich. A sight that Shammy watched with a deep blush. Their giant leader had to bit her lip, fighting every instinct to start pawing herself off right there. It was one thing to bless a few humans with her beauty. When they started getting into it, that was just plain hot.

Not that Tara could deny the pleasures of being fluffy for long. Only moments after being stripped, every inch of her visible skin became coated in pink fur. Hands gradually shifted from less attempting to push Stephanie off and more trying to grope the tubby girls sloshing boobs.

Stephanie reciprocated with gusto, kneading at Tara's mounds with her paw pads. Each hard squeezed elicited a small surge of swelling, only taking a few before fuzzy mounds bulged tight in their confining cups. Picking up on this, Haley cut through the bands of Tara's bra to spare her a bit of discomfort. There was still a bit of a rush as Tara's breasts fell free, spilling over Stephanie's paws with their increasing mass.

That was nothing compared to the epic pillows undulating against Haley's crotch. She took a step back, knowing their newest bunny would not be running off anymore and was thankful for that. Watching Tara's perky ass stretch and bubble into a giant heart of fluffy fat was nothing short of awesome. The tallest bunny licked her lips as those glutes slowly ate Tara's panties between their crack. At least until the pressure of Tara's thighs caused the waistband to snap, leaving her bottom bare. The little bunny tail seemed happy to be free of the tight cotton as it wagged happily back at Haley.

"Meep?" Haley's admiration for her co-worker's backside was ripped away by Tara's latching a hand onto her arm. With a loud paff, the hand holding her inflated into a massive bunny paw, which made it easier to drag Haley in for a kiss. Moans of pleasure became intermingled as Tara wrapped her muzzle around Haley's. Their paws roamed wildly over each other, groping what soft flesh they could find.

Stephanie settled on alternating her mouth around Tara's enlarged brown areolas. Making the prep girl squirm with each tongue-lash and paw squeeze on her mammaries was more than satisfying. It just felt odd that while Tara's figure was filling out, it was not as extreme as her own obesity, and less so compared to Haley's hourglass curves. Tara had ended up more the 'middle child' with an above-average physique. That certainly did not seem Shammy's style. Still, a glance back at the fidgeting horny giant suggested everything was going as intended.

"Yip!"

"Mpph!?"

What happened next was a bit hard to predict for any of the three bunnies. Tara's hips gave a sharp jerk before crashing hard into Stephanie's gut. Next thing Stephanie knew something fleshy and mushroom-shaped had erupted from her cleavage into her chin. She reeled back, startled, and found her jaw hitting the pavement. Rising out from between Tara's creamy legs was an even meatier males penis. Underneath it dangled a pink sack of fine fur looking stuffed with a pair of baseballs. Tara broke her kiss with Haley, looking down at her new phallus with the same level of shock.

"Holy pepperoni's! Is that real?" Haley asked with a bubbly giggle. Without waiting for an answer, she reached over Tara's shoulders to grasp the rod in both paws.

Tara gave off an animalistic squeak upon contact, knees buckling to force her onto Haley's tits for support. With only a few strokes, the medium bunny became fully erect with clear streams of sticky fluid pouring out the head of her member onto Haley's paws. Too bad, Shammy stepped in to gently lift Tara away from the impromptu handjob, much to both her and Haley's disapproval.

"Now now, fluffy butts. We'll have time for that later." Shammy licked her lips, not wanting to admit her own building desire for some action. "You're all still on the clock, and since Steph here crashed her car into me, I'll have to step up in delivering your pizzas."

"Oh, crap! That's right." Tara's ears whipped up erect as she gasped. "We got like six orders piled up by now. Ryder has to be done with the last pies by now."

"Ryder!?" Haley's own eyes brightened upon remembering there was still a manager running the business all alone inside the pizzeria.

The same thought seemed to cross the other two bunnies at the same time. They exchanged surprised stares that slowly curled their muzzles into devious grins. All except for a mildly amused Shammy.

"Better bring him on out to properly meet his new supervisor, girls." Shammy gestured to the open door with one massive foot-paw.

All three nodded affirmation and piled back into the restaurant without question. Shammy's ears twitched to the sounds of a panicked commotion while she let out a content sigh. She had not gone for a walk expecting to play macro delivery pizza. Still, any excuse to visit and infect a bunch of people tonight was a good one.